He Ruonan's face froze, and the corners of his mouth opened slightly, showing a moment of absence.

"However, none of them are as good as you. They all don't like me, so stay with Brother Shen." Qiao Jiaying looked at He Ruonan and raised her voice by eight decibels.

"It seems like a childhood sweetheart who has committed such a big crime."

"It's no wonder they have such a good relationship. They grew up together, which is really enviable." He Ruonan came back to his senses, smiled slightly, his eyes were clear, and his smile was sweet.

-

Inside the art gallery.

Song Zuer and Zhang Yisan chatted excitedly around Yeyue.

"Brother Yue, you really wrote the script of this TV series?" Zhang Yisan showed a surprised expression on his face.

"Brother Yue, you are really amazing."

"Not only can I write songs, but I can also act, and now I can also write scripts." Song Zuer raised her small head, her face shone with admiration, and she clasped her hands together.

"Zuer, are you on summer vacation now?" Yeyue gently stroked Song Zuer's small head with her left hand.

tread!tread! !

"Brother Yue, Ma Sichun is here." The female assistant, Erusa, quickly ran over to Yeyue's side, put her left hand by her mouth, and lowered her voice.

"Brother Yue, who's here?" As a girl, Song Zuer was sensitive and heard it vaguely.

"Brother Yue, can't it be your girlfriend?" Zhang Yisan said out of nowhere, winking and teasing in a funny way.

"You are not allowed to talk nonsense, Zhang Yisan." After Song Zuer finished listening, she subconsciously raised her right hand and pointed at Zhang Yisan, her eyes were red,

"Zu'er, this is normal. Brother Yue is so handsome, there must be many girls chasing after him." Before Zhang Yisha could finish speaking, Song Zuer clenched his fists with both hands and punched him on the back.

"Ah~ don't hit, don't hit." Zhang Yisan was caught off guard, unable to dodge in time, and flew away quickly.

"Zu'er, don't mess around." Seeing Zhang Yisan being beaten, Song's mother hurried forward and stopped her loudly.

"Wu~uu, Mom, brother Yue taught his girlfriend." Tears welled up from the corners of Song Zuer's eyes, and she ran to her mother, crying loudly.

"Zu'er, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry." Mother Song looked at her daughter, gently stroked her long hair with her right hand, and comforted her softly.

tread!tread!

"Zu'er, I'm crying like a little cat, come~wipe my tears." Zhao Liying ran up quickly, holding a tissue in her right hand, knelt down, and comforted her gently.

"Zhang Yisan, look at what you've done! I know you bullied girls, and made Zuer cry." Zhao Liying turned her head, stared at Zhang Yisan fiercely, with a dissatisfied expression on her face, and yelled loudly.

"Brother Yue, I, what did I say wrong?" Zhang Yisan spread his hands and looked at Yeyue with an innocent expression.

 (bhee) "You're really embarrassed." Yeyue shook her head, with a wry smile on her face.

"Zuer, don't cry."

"Or, I'll take you to eat ice cream later?" Yeyue turned around, walked in front of Song Zuer, squatted down, put her left hand on her shoulder, and comforted her.

"No, Brother Yue doesn't want Zu'er anymore." Song Zuer burst into tears and said emotionally while crying.

At this time, Jiang Wenli walked into the gallery with Ma Sichun.

-

"Zhang Yishan? Yeyue." Ma Sichun saw Zhang Yishan at first glance, and then saw Yeyue's back, his red lips parted slightly.

"Why is Zuer crying? Yeyue, are you bullying her?" Seeing Song Zuer crying, Jiang Wenli subconsciously stepped forward and asked the whole story.

"Mom, I don't, I really don't." Yeyue turned her head, looked at Jiang Wenli, and answered loudly with an innocent look on her face.

Ma Sichun's pupils shrank suddenly, and a surprised expression appeared on her face. She heard clearly that Yeyue called her auntie, mom!

"What the hell is going on then?"

"Zu'er, was it fine just now?" Jiang Wenli asked without thinking.

"It's not Zhang Yisan who knows how to bully girls."

"Obviously she's grown up, not mature enough." Zhao Liying held a tissue in her right hand and gently helped Song Zuer wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, complaining.

"Sister Liying, I don't have one."

"I'm just saying, Brother Yue, he's very handsome. There must be many girls chasing him. This is just a joke." Zhang Yisan explained with a helpless expression, spreading his hands.

"Okay, okay, Yisan, don't say a few words." Yeyue glared at Zhang Yisan, and said angrily.

"Forget it, I'll come and talk to Zuer." Ma Sichun was wearing a comic book skirt, outlining her bulging figure, stepping on high heels, and stepped forward.

"Sister Liying, let me do it. I have a solution." Ma Sichun looked at Zhao Liying, opened his mouth slowly, and said softly.

"Okay, please." Zhao Liying stood up slowly and nodded slightly.

-

Ma Sichun dragged Song Zuer to the corner of the gallery, whispering.

Zhao Liying walked to Yeyue's side, pondered for a while, hesitated for a while: "Tell me, can Ma Sichun succeed?"

"I don't know." Yeyue shook her head slightly.

"I found that Zuer seems to be very dependent on you." Zhao Liying lowered her voice, looked at Yeyue's side face, her red lips parted slightly.

"Huh~" Yeyue couldn't help sighing, with an anxious look on her face.

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